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I hate that I'm never okay
Without you.
Innocence seems like a thing of the past
Nowadays it makes you look like an outcast
Needing to search for things that are pure
Obstacles get in the way that's for sure
Connecting the dots to a much simpler life
Every attempt to break away from the strife
New life blooms deep down inside of my heart
Creating a waterfall not knowing where to start
Eleveating to a level that you can never part
 Apr 2016 Chloe Zafonte
Sheridan
I am a writer

I am an artist

I am a lover

I am my mother’s daughter with my mother’s eyes

I am a survivor

I am a fighter with scarred fists

I am gentle

I am solid stone

I am not small

I will pull the sun down with bare hands

and I will not let anyone take it from me
 Apr 2016 Chloe Zafonte
m i a
it wasn't really school bullies, that have torn me apart,
or a past lover who broke my heart,
but more so, my own blood
who has caused this everflowing flood,
of pain, sadness, and madness in my mind
they think that because i'm still breathing, i'm doing just fine
when really,
im going to explode like a land mine
*eventually.
*by blood i mean my family.
Words are as harmful as blades and pills...
I cry fire
And you just hold out your hands
To keep you warm
My heart is broken
And yet no Angel could fix
Because only one thing will mean it
And that's the tender touch
Of our very first kiss
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